"You know, July," VM purred as she toyed with her wine glass. "You've seemed a little... tense lately."

July gave VM a suspicious glance over her couscous. "Why do I get the feeling this delicious candlelit vegetarian dinner in your private dining room with a variety of fine wines was not just about discussing fanfic?"

VM gave a low, throaty chuckle. "Oh, July, you know me so well." She moved around behind July and began massaging her shoulders.

July gave a soft whimper. "But... but won't Dann and Artell mind?"

Another chuckle from VM. "Oh, July, honey... who do you think is in the other bedroom right now?"

She gently helped July to her feet, and their eyes met with a frisson of passionate tension.

"Come, now," VM murmured huskily. "And I'll show you why they call me Vixen Mage..."